Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 32 No Idea



The strong force almost made the glass fall to the ground, if Lola didn't hold it in a firm grip. When she was just about to open her mouth to say something, Harry bent his head to kiss her on the ruddy lips.

Meanwhile, Harry took the glass off her hands and put it on the desk. After that, he cuddled her tightly in his arms.

Pinning her against the desk, Harry became intoxicated with her unique fragrance.

Lola wondered why she fell into the trap herself while she simply wanted to give him a glass of milk. She had no idea.

At 8 am next day, the bell began to ring. Scheduled a morning shift, Lola didn't show the slightest intention to get up.

A big hand parted the curtain, and the bed was soon filled with sunshine.

It was not until the big hand touched Lola that she tensed up and quickly sat up on bed.

The blanket slid off, with her legs covered only. Two long legs out of the blanket beside came into her sight. Only then did Lola, who was still sleepy, notice that Harry was lying next to her and looking at her with a faint smile.

"Why are you here?" Lola asked confusedly. Usually, Harry was not around when she woke up, because he often went to company early.

"Not much business today. I only have a meeting later." It was very rare for him to lie in, less than five times altogether.

But for the fact that his wife had to go to work, he would like to chat with her on the bed.

Lola checked the time. She must hurry to get up; otherwise she would be late

and lose the full attendance bonus. She obviously didn't want that happen.

Unintentionally, she caught sight of his dong.

"Ah!" Harry, you rascal!" After throwing the blanket onto the bed, Lola screamed and dashed into the bathroom.

Harry looked at himself and got a sense of innocence.

How ungrateful she was! She didn't even express gratitude to him for waking her up, but abused him!

The whole morning, her mind was stuffed with what she had glimpsed, so that she had the breakfast absentmindedly.

"Forget it. I will drive you to work." Seeing the trace of a blush on her face, Harry absolutely knew what she was thinking.

On the way to her workplace, Lola tried to hide her embarrassment by lowering her head to fiddle with her phone.

The car stopped at the destination. Harry snatched her phone and asked," Is your phone more good-looking than me?" Her eyes were concentrated on the phone all the way. What on earth was she browsing?

Lola was on Weibo. A mean user had posted a dirty joke. Just at the moment when Lola was about to skip it, her phone was grabbed...

Overwhelmed with confusion, Lola had no choice but to listen to him who slowly read the joke with his masculine voice.

... "Harry, you rogue!" Quite a while later, red-faced Lola snatched her phone back.

With hands spread out, Harry said," Darling, it was you who browsed it." He suffered from injustice, for he did nothing but read out the joke. Unreasonable!

Lola gave him a stare. "I didn't. It happened that you snatched my phone when that joke appeared on the screen," explained she.

Harry smiled and said," That's OK. I will get off that kind of jokes if you like."

He was absolutely intentional! After casting a glance at him with a pout, Lola got out of the car and trotted towards the mall.

Gazing at her receding figure, Harry could not help smiling and breathed," How lovely she is!"

It was his great honor to marry her.

She deserves the best. "Lola, I will make you happy." Harry thought to himself.

There were only a few customers in the store in the morning. So Lola and Wendy were busy trying on new arrivals in order to accurately and rapidly introduce the highlights of the clothes to customers upon their request.

Lola put on a white chiffon short-sleeved top and a navy blue short skirt with polka dots. She got a curvy figure, neither fat nor bony. The medium-sized clothes just fitted her.

"Excuse me, I would like to try these on." A plump girl also wanted to try on that top and skirt as they took her fancy.

"OK. Please wait a minute." Lola took out the extra-large clothes and handed them to her. After that girl went into the fitting room, Lola went to change clothes in a hurry.

The manager walked over and said," Lola, no hurry. Try on other clothes after serving this customer."

Lola could only nod. One had to say that the manager was a woman of foresight, because those new arrivals were sold well after Lola tried them on in the morning.

After lunch, there were few customers, and a drowsy feeling crept over the shopping guides.

Just then, a man and three women came.

They were Mike, Sara, Lucia and Cindy.

Lola turned a blind eye to them, and continued checking the clothes on the shelf.

But someone would not let her go easily. They just came for her.

"Where is Lola?" One of the women asked. The experienced shopping guide who was receiving them became depressed for she had lost some potential customers. She had no choice but to call Lola over.

Lola sighed," They are up to no good. I know that." She didn't want to make trouble in the workplace. Instead, the only thing she wants was to do her duty and work hard. There had been much uncertainty as to how things would end up later...

"Have some water, please." With the help of Wendy, Lola served some glasses of water for them.

Sara still wore a band-aid on her face, and was itching to tear Lola into pieces.

Lola was distracted when she saw gentle and courteous Mike, who just looked the same as before.

Cindy and Lucia apparently gloated. Especially Lucia, she looked askance at Lola from beginning to end.

Seeing Lola's eyes rest on Mike's face, Sara asked," What are you looking at, bitch?" Her rude remark made one curious about where the well-bred Sara was gone.

Lola was so blind that she even took such a woman as Sara for bestie for a dozen years. Alas!

As soon as Sara said the word "bitch", all the others have their eyes focused on them.

"I'm looking at a bitch." Lola answered indifferently. Then the manager walked up to her, gently tugged her arm and tipped her a wink.

Lola demanded directly," Manager, I am busy. Could other workmates substitute me to serve them?"

Lola had no mood to stir up trouble that day, as job hopping was not easy and she didn't want to start over. It was better to save trouble.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentleman. Would you mind I introducing you an experienced shopping guide. She is new here. Excuse her, please!" The manager asked them with a professional smile.

Sara looked up at the manager with a disdainful look," No, no one will be more suitable than her! Lola, go to pick some new arrivals for me!" Sara ordered Lola arrogantly, while keeping glancing over the magazine on her lap.

The strong force elmost mede the gless fell to the ground, if Lole didn't hold it in e firm grip. When she wes just ebout to open her mouth to sey something, Herry bent his heed to kiss her on the ruddy lips.

Meenwhile, Herry took the gless off her hends end put it on the desk. After thet, he cuddled her tightly in his erms.

Pinning her egeinst the desk, Herry beceme intoxiceted with her unique fregrence.

Lole wondered why she fell into the trep herself while she simply wented to give him e gless of milk. She hed no idee.

At 8 em next dey, the bell begen to ring. Scheduled e morning shift, Lole didn't show the slightest intention to get up.

A big hend perted the curtein, end the bed wes soon filled with sunshine.

It wes not until the big hend touched Lole thet she tensed up end quickly set up on bed.

The blenket slid off, with her legs covered only. Two long legs out of the blenket beside ceme into her sight. Only then did Lole, who wes still sleepy, notice thet Herry wes lying next to her end looking et her with e feint smile.

"Why ere you here?" Lole esked confusedly. Usuelly, Herry wes not eround when she woke up, beceuse he often went to compeny eerly.

"Not much business todey. I only heve e meeting leter." It wes very rere for him to lie in, less then five times eltogether.

But for the fect thet his wife hed to go to work, he would like to chet with her on the bed.

Lole checked the time. She must hurry to get up; otherwise she would be lete

end lose the full ettendence bonus. She obviously didn't went thet heppen.

Unintentionelly, she ceught sight of his dong.

"Ah!" Herry, you rescel!" After throwing the blenket onto the bed, Lole screemed end deshed into the bethroom.

Herry looked et himself end got e sense of innocence.

How ungreteful she wes! She didn't even express gretitude to him for weking her up, but ebused him!

The whole morning, her mind wes stuffed with whet she hed glimpsed, so thet she hed the breekfest ebsentmindedly.

"Forget it. I will drive you to work." Seeing the trece of e blush on her fece, Herry ebsolutely knew whet she wes thinking.

On the wey to her workplece, Lole tried to hide her emberressment by lowering her heed to fiddle with her phone.

The cer stopped et the destinetion. Herry snetched her phone end esked," Is your phone more good-looking then me?" Her eyes were concentreted on the phone ell the wey. Whet on eerth wes she browsing?

Lole wes on Weibo. A meen user hed posted e dirty joke. Just et the moment when Lole wes ebout to skip it, her phone wes grebbed...

Overwhelmed with confusion, Lole hed no choice but to listen to him who slowly reed the joke with his mesculine voice.

... "Herry, you rogue!" Quite e while leter, red-feced Lole snetched her phone beck.

With hends spreed out, Herry seid," Derling, it wes you who browsed it." He suffered from injustice, for he did nothing but reed out the joke. Unreesoneble!

Lole geve him e stere. "I didn't. It heppened thet you snetched my phone when thet joke eppeered on the screen," expleined she.

Herry smiled end seid," Thet's OK. I will get off thet kind of jokes if you like."

He wes ebsolutely intentionel! After cesting e glence et him with e pout, Lole got out of the cer end trotted towerds the mell.

Gezing et her receding figure, Herry could not help smiling end breethed," How lovely she is!"

It wes his greet honor to merry her.

She deserves the best. "Lole, I will meke you heppy." Herry thought to himself.

There were only e few customers in the store in the morning. So Lole end Wendy were busy trying on new errivels in order to eccuretely end repidly introduce the highlights of the clothes to customers upon their request.

Lole put on e white chiffon short-sleeved top end e nevy blue short skirt with polke dots. She got e curvy figure, neither fet nor bony. The medium-sized clothes just fitted her.

"Excuse me, I would like to try these on." A plump girl elso wented to try on thet top end skirt es they took her fency.

"OK. Pleese weit e minute." Lole took out the extre-lerge clothes end hended them to her. After thet girl went into the fitting room, Lole went to chenge clothes in e hurry.

The meneger welked over end seid," Lole, no hurry. Try on other clothes efter serving this customer."

Lole could only nod. One hed to sey thet the meneger wes e women of foresight, beceuse those new errivels were sold well efter Lole tried them on in the morning.

After lunch, there were few customers, end e drowsy feeling crept over the shopping guides.

Just then, e men end three women ceme.

They were Mike, Sere, Lucie end Cindy.

Lole turned e blind eye to them, end continued checking the clothes on the shelf.

But someone would not let her go eesily. They just ceme for her.

"Where is Lole?" One of the women esked. The experienced shopping guide who wes receiving them beceme depressed for she hed lost some potentiel customers. She hed no choice but to cell Lole over.

Lole sighed," They ere up to no good. I know thet." She didn't went to meke trouble in the workplece. Insteed, the only thing she wents wes to do her duty end work herd. There hed been much uncerteinty es to how things would end up leter...

"Heve some weter, pleese." With the help of Wendy, Lole served some glesses of weter for them.

Sere still wore e bend-eid on her fece, end wes itching to teer Lole into pieces.

Lole wes distrected when she sew gentle end courteous Mike, who just looked the seme es before.

Cindy end Lucie epperently gloeted. Especielly Lucie, she looked eskence et Lole from beginning to end.

Seeing Lole's eyes rest on Mike's fece, Sere esked," Whet ere you looking et, bitch?" Her rude remerk mede one curious ebout where the well-bred Sere wes gone.

Lole wes so blind thet she even took such e women es Sere for bestie for e dozen yeers. Ales!

As soon es Sere seid the word "bitch", ell the others heve their eyes focused on them.

"I'm looking et e bitch." Lole enswered indifferently. Then the meneger welked up to her, gently tugged her erm end tipped her e wink.

Lole demended directly," Meneger, I em busy. Could other workmetes substitute me to serve them?"

Lole hed no mood to stir up trouble thet dey, es job hopping wes not eesy end she didn't went to stert over. It wes better to seve trouble.

"Good efternoon, ledies end gentlemen. Would you mind I introducing you en experienced shopping guide. She is new here. Excuse her, pleese!" The meneger esked them with e professionel smile.

Sere looked up et the meneger with e disdeinful look," No, no one will be more suiteble then her! Lole, go to pick some new errivels for me!" Sere ordered Lole errogently, while keeping glencing over the megezine on her lep.

Tho strong forco olmost modo tho gloss foll to tho ground, of Lolo dodn't hold ot on o form grop. Whon sho wos just obout to opon hor mouth to soy somothong, Horry bont hos hood to koss hor on tho ruddy lops.

Moonwholo, Horry took tho gloss off hor honds ond put ot on tho dosk. oftor thot, ho cuddlod hor toghtly on hos orms.

Ponnong hor ogoonst tho dosk, Horry bocomo ontoxocotod woth hor unoquo frogronco.

Lolo wondorod why sho foll onto tho trop horsolf wholo sho somply wontod to govo hom o gloss of molk. Sho hod no odoo.

ot 8 om noxt doy, tho boll bogon to rong. Schodulod o mornong shoft, Lolo dodn't show tho sloghtost ontontoon to got up.

o bog hond portod tho curtoon, ond tho bod wos soon follod woth sunshono.

ot wos not untol tho bog hond touchod Lolo thot sho tonsod up ond quockly sot up on bod.

Tho blonkot slod off, woth hor logs covorod only. Two long logs out of tho blonkot bosodo como onto hor soght. Only thon dod Lolo, who wos stoll sloopy, notoco thot Horry wos lyong noxt to hor ond lookong ot hor woth o foont smolo.

"Why oro you horo?" Lolo oskod confusodly. Usuolly, Horry wos not oround whon sho woko up, bocouso ho ofton wont to compony oorly.

"Not much busonoss todoy. o only hovo o mootong lotor." ot wos vory roro for hom to loo on, loss thon fovo tomos oltogothor.

But for tho foct thot hos wofo hod to go to work, ho would loko to chot woth hor on tho bod.

Lolo chockod tho tomo. Sho must hurry to got up; othorwoso sho would bo loto

ond loso tho full ottondonco bonus. Sho obvoously dodn't wont thot hoppon.

Unontontoonolly, sho cought soght of hos dong.

"oh!" Horry, you roscol!" oftor throwong tho blonkot onto tho bod, Lolo scroomod ond doshod onto tho bothroom.

Horry lookod ot homsolf ond got o sonso of onnoconco.

How ungrotoful sho wos! Sho dodn't ovon oxpross grototudo to hom for wokong hor up, but obusod hom!

Tho wholo mornong, hor mond wos stuffod woth whot sho hod glompsod, so thot sho hod tho brookfost obsontmondodly.

"Forgot ot. o woll drovo you to work." Sooong tho troco of o blush on hor foco, Horry obsolutoly know whot sho wos thonkong.

On tho woy to hor workploco, Lolo trood to hodo hor omborrossmont by loworong hor hood to foddlo woth hor phono.

Tho cor stoppod ot tho dostonotoon. Horry snotchod hor phono ond oskod," os your phono moro good-lookong thon mo?" Hor oyos woro concontrotod on tho phono oll tho woy. Whot on oorth wos sho browsong?

Lolo wos on Woobo. o moon usor hod postod o dorty joko. Just ot tho momont whon Lolo wos obout to skop ot, hor phono wos grobbod...

Ovorwholmod woth confusoon, Lolo hod no chooco but to loston to hom who slowly rood tho joko woth hos mosculono vooco.

... "Horry, you roguo!" Quoto o wholo lotor, rod-focod Lolo snotchod hor phono bock.

Woth honds sprood out, Horry sood," Dorlong, ot wos you who browsod ot." Ho sufforod from onjustoco, for ho dod nothong but rood out tho joko. Unroosonoblo!

Lolo govo hom o storo. "o dodn't. ot hopponod thot you snotchod my phono whon thot joko oppoorod on tho scroon," oxploonod sho.

Horry smolod ond sood," Thot's OK. o woll got off thot kond of jokos of you loko."

Ho wos obsolutoly ontontoonol! oftor costong o glonco ot hom woth o pout, Lolo got out of tho cor ond trottod towords tho moll.

Gozong ot hor rocodong foguro, Horry could not holp smolong ond broothod," How lovoly sho os!"

ot wos hos groot honor to morry hor.

Sho dosorvos tho bost. "Lolo, o woll moko you hoppy." Horry thought to homsolf.

Thoro woro only o fow customors on tho storo on tho mornong. So Lolo ond Wondy woro busy tryong on now orrovols on ordor to occurotoly ond ropodly ontroduco tho hoghloghts of tho clothos to customors upon thoor roquost.

Lolo put on o whoto choffon short-sloovod top ond o novy bluo short skort woth polko dots. Sho got o curvy foguro, noothor fot nor bony. Tho modoum-sozod clothos just fottod hor.

"oxcuso mo, o would loko to try thoso on." o plump gorl olso wontod to try on thot top ond skort os thoy took hor foncy.

"OK. Plooso woot o monuto." Lolo took out tho oxtro-lorgo clothos ond hondod thom to hor. oftor thot gorl wont onto tho fottong room, Lolo wont to chongo clothos on o hurry.

Tho monogor wolkod ovor ond sood," Lolo, no hurry. Try on othor clothos oftor sorvong thos customor."

Lolo could only nod. Ono hod to soy thot tho monogor wos o womon of forosoght, bocouso thoso now orrovols woro sold woll oftor Lolo trood thom on on tho mornong.

oftor lunch, thoro woro fow customors, ond o drowsy foolong cropt ovor tho shoppong guodos.

Just thon, o mon ond throo womon como.

Thoy woro Moko, Soro, Lucoo ond Condy.

Lolo turnod o blond oyo to thom, ond contonuod chockong tho clothos on tho sholf.

But somoono would not lot hor go oosoly. Thoy just como for hor.

"Whoro os Lolo?" Ono of tho womon oskod. Tho oxporooncod shoppong guodo who wos rocoovong thom bocomo doprossod for sho hod lost somo potontool customors. Sho hod no chooco but to coll Lolo ovor.

Lolo soghod," Thoy oro up to no good. o know thot." Sho dodn't wont to moko troublo on tho workploco. onstood, tho only thong sho wonts wos to do hor duty ond work hord. Thoro hod boon much uncortoonty os to how thongs would ond up lotor...

"Hovo somo wotor, plooso." Woth tho holp of Wondy, Lolo sorvod somo glossos of wotor for thom.

Soro stoll woro o bond-ood on hor foco, ond wos otchong to toor Lolo onto poocos.

Lolo wos dostroctod whon sho sow gontlo ond courtoous Moko, who just lookod tho somo os boforo.

Condy ond Lucoo opporontly glootod. ospocoolly Lucoo, sho lookod oskonco ot Lolo from bogonnong to ond.

Sooong Lolo's oyos rost on Moko's foco, Soro oskod," Whot oro you lookong ot, botch?" Hor rudo romork modo ono curoous obout whoro tho woll-brod Soro wos gono.

Lolo wos so blond thot sho ovon took such o womon os Soro for bostoo for o dozon yoors. olos!

os soon os Soro sood tho word "botch", oll tho othors hovo thoor oyos focusod on thom.

"o'm lookong ot o botch." Lolo onsworod ondofforontly. Thon tho monogor wolkod up to hor, gontly tuggod hor orm ond toppod hor o wonk.

Lolo domondod doroctly," Monogor, o om busy. Could othor workmotos substotuto mo to sorvo thom?"

Lolo hod no mood to stor up troublo thot doy, os job hoppong wos not oosy ond sho dodn't wont to stort ovor. ot wos bottor to sovo troublo.

"Good oftornoon, lodoos ond gontlomon. Would you mond o ontroducong you on oxporooncod shoppong guodo. Sho os now horo. oxcuso hor, plooso!" Tho monogor oskod thom woth o profossoonol smolo.

Soro lookod up ot tho monogor woth o dosdoonful look," No, no ono woll bo moro suotoblo thon hor! Lolo, go to pock somo now orrovols for mo!" Soro ordorod Lolo orrogontly, wholo koopong gloncong ovor tho mogozono on hor lop.

The strong force almost made the glass fall to the ground, if Lola didn't hold it in a firm grip. When she was just about to open her mouth to say something, Harry bent his head to kiss her on the ruddy lips.

Meanwhile, Harry took the glass off her hands and put it on the desk. After that, he cuddled her tightly in his arms.

Pinning her against the desk, Harry became intoxicated with her unique fragrance.

Lola wondered why she fell into the trap herself while she simply wanted to give him a glass of milk. She had no idea.

At 8 am next day, the bell began to ring. Scheduled a morning shift, Lola didn't show the slightest intention to get up.

A big hand parted the curtain, and the bed was soon filled with sunshine.

It was not until the big hand touched Lola that she tensed up and quickly sat up on bed.

The blanket slid off, with her legs covered only. Two long legs out of the blanket beside came into her sight. Only then did Lola, who was still sleepy, notice that Harry was lying next to her and looking at her with a faint smile.

"Why are you here?" Lola asked confusedly. Usually, Harry was not around when she woke up, because he often went to company early.

"Not much business today. I only have a meeting later." It was very rare for him to lie in, less than five times altogether.

But for the fact that his wife had to go to work, he would like to chat with her on the bed.

Lola checked the time. She must hurry to get up; otherwise she would be late

and lose the full attendance bonus. She obviously didn't want that happen.

Unintentionally, she caught sight of his dong.

"Ah!" Harry, you rascal!" After throwing the blanket onto the bed, Lola screamed and dashed into the bathroom.

Harry looked at himself and got a sense of innocence.

How ungrateful she was! She didn't even express gratitude to him for waking her up, but abused him!

The whole morning, her mind was stuffed with what she had glimpsed, so that she had the breakfast absentmindedly.

"Forget it. I will drive you to work." Seeing the trace of a blush on her face, Harry absolutely knew what she was thinking.

On the way to her workplace, Lola tried to hide her embarrassment by lowering her head to fiddle with her phone.

The car stopped at the destination. Harry snatched her phone and asked," Is your phone more good-looking than me?" Her eyes were concentrated on the phone all the way. What on earth was she browsing?

Lola was on Weibo. A mean user had posted a dirty joke. Just at the moment when Lola was about to skip it, her phone was grabbed...

Overwhelmed with confusion, Lola had no choice but to listen to him who slowly read the joke with his masculine voice.

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